The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn

The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn Chapter 6

The dress drops from my hand. His eyes wander lower. My heart skips a beat. His gaze lingers. I can barely hear my breaths as intense hunger clouds his eyes. I’ve never seen a man look at me that way before, and I’ve never seen that look in his eyes, even when he looked at Anya. It was so new to me.

The sound of footsteps breaks both of us out of our trance. Atticus steps in and slams the door shut before anyone can see me.

The sound is enough to remind me of my state.

I spin around and cover my exposed breasts even though it doesn’t make sense now that he’s seen them. And I’m not helping the situation by showing him my bare ass either. That is if he’s still looking at me, which I doubt he is.

He clears his throat.

“I’ll leave when my brother walks past my room.” He tells me. Did I mistake it, or was there a huskiness to his voice?

“It’s okay,” I whisper. “This is your room. I’ll be finished in a minute. You can have the room to yourself after.”

“No.” He disagrees. “There is no need to rush.”

There is a slight pause before he softly says, “this will be your room eventually.”

minute passes, and I hear the door open and close behind me. I let out a breath I didn’t realize I had been holding as I fell onto his bed. My face hits his shirt, and I inhale even though I shouldn’t. Why do even

suddenly opens again, “Autumn, why are you still not dressed?” my mother demands. “What are you

distance away, and I can feel my cheeks burn at the reminder of what just happened. He saw me almost entirely naked. Just when I thought things couldn’t get worse for me, I

was about to break the record for

watch as he walks into the

is blowing up,” my sister tells me as she joins my side. I take it from her and stare at

calling me a fake friend; others were begging me to be their

things managed to upset me, like the one message that stood out.

‘How could you?’

words, but it left the impact that she

of this. When I get a chance, I will have to corner him about everything. It couldn’t be something simple that made him agree to marry me. Did his parents threaten him and force him to agree? But they

are ten missed calls from her—my closest friend. She should know that I would never intentionally betray her. This was out of my control. I didn’t

discuss finding a way to stop the wedding. Even though my heart belonged to him, I didn’t

a second. I can’t help but stare. The white shirt compliments his eyes, and the fabric pressed tightly

in my throat. I quickly looked away, trying to act normal even though my heart was racing in my chest. This is the effect he

I’ve ever set my eyes on.

be something he loves doing. Was he

around her.” The

photographers to the back, ready to snap